Finchel Forever Chasing You 2: Gotcha?
Prologue: Rachel and Finn In The Future
Rachel. Rachel. Rachel. Rachel. That's all I think as I dash down the stairs towards the auditorium. I know she'll be there because, hello, this is Rachel we're talking about. I know she's there because she always goes there when she's upset, or if she needs a… um… ego boost. It's just what Rachel does, so don't ask questions about that, okay?
Dude, stop talking to yourself. No one's dumb enough to ask you questions,
unless they are seeking all the wrong answers.
Anyway. (I'll just ignore that and keep talking to myself). I am going to Rachel and I am going to march right up to her and say…. I'll march right up to her and say… Crap!
What's wrong, Finn? Got the jitters?
Shut up!
I can do this. I can do the most important thing in my life. Right now. Right now!
I skid to a halt.
I pant and hold the stitch in my stomach.
I straighten myself up.
I put my hand forwards.
I chew on my lip.
I wipe sweat off my upper lip.
I push.
I open the doors.
The piano keys are cold on my fingers, comforting in the darkness of the auditorium. I sit still, opening my mouth to sing but no words seem to come. There are no words to describe how I feel right now. No lyrics to sing that can define the vast amount of feelings flowing through me.
The silence is deafening. I stroke the piano keys and the occasional note bellows out into the room as my fingers slide over and over.
A tear streaks down my face. I know I am doomed to be alone.
Sitting still in the darkness.
Alone.
Alone.
Alone.
But, suddenly… the darkness around me is bathed in light. It's almost like sunlight.
The doors are open.
~That was super short! Sorry. I sort of whipped this up in a few minutes. Hope it's alright. Let me know what you think! It's meant to be a sort of introduction/sneak peek into something that is going to happen a lot later on in the story. I'm giving you something just to make the story a little interesting and hopefully draw you in a bit. More will be coming soon!~